It Hurts

It's not just pain
It's what it;s compared to that we say
Our actions that we made
Gave us memories to chase
I think about those days
Knowing people felt that pain
Got cut, bruised up, or stained
I just know people felt that pain
It hurts seeing the time we shared
Nothing no one else can compare
Turn to dust and blown by air
Tears coming down to stare
How can you dare
To leave me there
It's not just pain
Knowing I can compare

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The Christmas season seems to bring out such brilliant poetry from all the poets here at PoetrySoup making you all ~~~Poet Extraordinaires~~~. I thank you for sharing your poetry with us all through the year Christy. Love, Carol